Chapter 186 Shout
The quiet piano room, with curtains decorating the windows, a clear sky, and the wind blowing through the piano room.
A pair of slender fingers danced on the piano keys, the notes pressed down hit, and the metal sounds of the taut steel strings rang out one after another, converging into a continuous sound of music.
The melody went from gentle at the beginning, to low in the middle, then bursting at the end, and finally the tightly popped musical notes, converging into a vast river, until the last note was played, and it stopped abruptly, leaving only the lingering sound.
The room returned to silence again, and the figure sitting next to the piano stood up. She had black hair, combed into a complicated and beautiful hair accessory, which was also dotted with pearls. She was wearing a black layered lace dress, which was slightly conservative and elegant, revealing her beautiful figure.
"Dolores plays really well. Listening to it is like being in the sea in a storm, with a kind of gradually rising tension and excitement." The one who spoke was the girl sitting on the other side of the room. She also had black hair and wore a dark blue dress.
The two stood by the window and looked at the early autumn scenery outside. It was autumn in February in the South District. The orange, green and light yellow leaves intertwined with each other, embellishing the scenery under the blue sky.
"Has Tilan ever studied music? I see that you seem to be familiar with music scores." Dolores spoke again.
"I can play the violin a little, but I didn't bring it with me today." The girl shook her head, and the two quietly enjoyed the rare leisure afternoon.
"Tonight, the 'Hat and Dagger' Club will compete with the 'Meteor Spear' Club of Thunder Edge Academy. Will Tilan go to watch?"
"Yes, President Amorth has already told me that even if we lose, we must learn from the experience and not waste this opportunity in vain."
"It seems that he is determined to help you get the position, and he doesn't even consider other candidates." Dolores turned her head and looked at the familiar but unfamiliar girl beside her.
"I always feel that Tilan has a lot of secrets hidden from me."
"Well, there are some secrets." The girl admitted reluctantly, shaking the hair behind her head slightly.
"It's a very troublesome secret. Sometimes I feel troubled, and occasionally I give up on myself, feeling that I'm too far away from that goal."
"Do you feel that you are not capable enough?" Dolores was very interested.
"Yes, it's no longer the romantic era of heroism in the past. Even if an individual is very strong, many major trends and social issues cannot be solved well."
"Is Tilan worried about economic and institutional issues? This is rare. Most high school students don't think about this."
"Yes, I'm afraid that everyone will laugh at me if I say it out loud. Sometimes I feel that I am worrying too much and looking for trouble. But both reason and intuition tell me that I have to grow up as soon as possible and find a way to change, otherwise there will be many irreparable regrets." The girl stood quietly in the wind, her hair and dress swaying gently. After accepting the will of Isanissa and Amyuraline, she gradually realized that sooner or later she would embark on a similar path to them.
Since fate has given her such a generous gift, if she only considers herself and stays alone in the tree hole where the setting sun is setting, she will also feel uneasy. Out of some simple desire, she wants to repay this expectation, this beautiful last wish.
Although the Federation seems to be still prosperous and huge today, many problems have slowly become terminally ill. It is only because the Federation maintains a strong military force that many problems have been suppressed.
The development model of capital chaebols is naturally conducive to profit. They will definitely make more money than the bottom and have a stronger ability to resist risks. In the long run, the polarization of the rich and the poor is inevitable. The poorer the poor, the richer the rich.
However, the sale of goods, or the profit of enterprises, ultimately needs to be supported by consumption. No matter what kind of consumption, it needs a large population to support it. But when the bottom makes less and less profit and life becomes more and more difficult, consumption will inevitably continue to decline.
Consumption declines and demand for goods decreases. It seems that the upper capital will suffer losses, but the lower will also be hit harder, such as more severe employment and rising unemployment. The increase in the number of unemployed people will also cause the wages of employed people to decline simultaneously, because there is a famous saying, "If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it."
When the economic environment is bad, competition between people intensifies, and anxiety will spread throughout the society. This anxiety will also squeeze out the leisure space in the brain. It is difficult for people to calm down and immerse themselves in a story or to study a certain knowledge in depth. They can only use various stimuli to numb themselves. They will become more concerned about their face, more sensitive, and more prone to emotional fluctuations.
It is also because of the spread of this anxiety that various unscrupulous profit models will gradually be developed. People will worship money and the strong more. Even if the means are unethical, they will be worshipped by some people, who think that this is the so-called "the law of the jungle" and "it is natural."
Once this trend becomes popular, it will break the original moral shackles in society and make more people begin to be immoral. The result is that suspicion and distrust will gradually spread, and then further stimulate the generation of anxiety.
Because of their family background, children from rich families do not have to worry about these things. They will be more stable and mentally stable, and it will be easier for them to grow up in certain industries, which will further widen the social division.
The same is true for the practice of the extraordinary sequence. When a person is always troubled by various trivial matters in life and is mentally anxious, it is fine at ordinary times, but at the moment of advancement, which requires high concentration and a stable mentality, different results will be produced.
Geniuses and a small number of people with strong wills may not need to consider this, but most people are not geniuses. Under this influence, even extraordinary power, which was originally a relatively equal way to change the future, is gradually affected by wealth, better resources, better mentors, better mentality, etc. The great power that was originally used to break the shackles has now become a new shackle, which makes many people discouraged.
Listening to Tilan slowly telling what she had seen and heard, as well as many thoughts in her heart, Dolores walked over and gently hugged her.
"It must be tiring to think about so many problems."
"We are just mortals, there is no need to worry about these problems that only gods can solve." She gently stroked the other's back and hair.
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"Yes! That's right! Only gods can solve the current situation!"
In an underground venue, tens of thousands of people gathered, and the only lights gathered on the high platform. A man was shouting frantically, his expression excited and immersed.
"We can't sink like this! Countless people are suffering, Isanisha's ideals are being tarnished, Amyulalin's legacy is being forgotten, and human civilization is coming to an end!"
"We, you, are all victims of this world! Why don't you change all this, why don't you pray for the arrival of the real gods!"
The atmosphere in the scene gradually became excited, and some of the people in the audience screamed and shouted in response.
"Hurry up and think back! Think back to that great sage, that morning star that came to the world, the guiding light of mankind, the wings of the eternal cradle, the crown of miracles from thousands of years ago!"
"We need a new throne of God and the great crown of God rising at the end of the throne!"
"The Federation has deceived us, they have all deceived us, fabricated lies to deceive us, and made us dare not touch the crown of miracles that once pushed mankind to the pinnacle. What's the 'Dark Sun', what's the 'Dark Past' of the Fifth Era, those are just to intimidate us, and we dare not dream of the great power that once changed the entire galaxy!"
"Yes, I hate religious worship, and I hate to make a unanimous voice for the sake of being in the group, but! We are so weak that we can only let them bully us."
"We must unite, we must unite, for our own future, for the future of mankind, and for the future of the entire world."
"That's right, we want to revive the dusty throne of God, we violate the taboos set by the Federation and even the Pan-Human Alliance, we will rebuild our own miracle star, and we will change everything now!!"
"Raise the throne, stand up and sing. Under that brilliant light, whether it's you, me, or anyone else! We will all be connected by that sacred resonance. Our voices, our wills, and our wishes will all be responded to and resound throughout the galaxy!"
"We will trample the corrupt system underfoot, overturn those greedy giant companies, and knock down the proud heads of those who spit on us. If the world doesn't need us, then we will destroy this world!!!"
At the end, his voice was hoarse, like a cry of blood, and a huge wave of sound that overturned the dome broke out from the audience.
"Throne of God!"
"Crown of God!"
"Throne of God!"
"Crown of God!"
"Throne of God!"
"Crown of God!"
The voices were endless, so persistent, so crazy, and so sad.
(End of this chapter)
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